He leaned down and placed his lips on mine, and I had to keep myself from melting into his arms.
Too bad I had to be so stubborn, this could have been a normal thing by now.
Yay, Christmas break!
Don't sue me if their 'date' sucks, I've never been on a date before sooooo. You can thank/sue my over protective mother and social awkwardness.
I woke up to a persistent and annoying tapping noise. Groaning, I sat up in bed and flung the covers over my legs.
"I swear to Merlin..." I muttered, getting up and walking over to the window. I threw it open and an owl flew in, circled my head, and dropped a note at my feet before going back out the window. I watched it soar through the sky and then go into the owlry a few towers over. Frowning, I bent down and picked up the piece of paper.
Meet me down in the common room when you get this. Wear something dark and comfortable.
~Fred
I quirked an eyebrow and looked down at my pajamas. I was wearing black sweatpants and a white tank top. Shrugging, I threw on my baggy dark grey sweater and canvas tennis shoes before quietly leaving the dorm.
I walked down the stairs, careful to skip the squeaky ones.
"Fred?" I whispered as I entered the common room only to find it empty. I frowned and groaned.
"I swear to Merlin if this is a prank I'll kill you for waking me up." I muttered to myself.
Two things happened then. First, someone came up behind me-probably Fred- and grabbed my shoulders. Second, I whirled around and punched them in the face.
It had indeed been Fred, who now stood there clutching his nose.
"Bloody hell!" He said.
"You scared the crap out of me! Don't do that again!" I reprimanded him.
"Trust me, I won't. What took you so long?"
"What do you mean? I came down here when I got your letter."
"I sent that letter like, fifteen minutes ago." He said.
"Oh." I shrugged. "I was sleeping; must have taken awhile for that bloody bird to wake me up. I hate birds..."
Fred laughed and started walking towards the portrait hole. "Good to know. Come on."
I ran off after him, having to take two steps for every one of his.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
He turned to me and grinned. "On a date." He said and I raised my eyebrows.
"Fred."
"Yes?"
"It's almost four o'clock in the morning, and you woke me up to go on a date?" I asked incredulously.
"Er, Yes...?" He said and I sighed, shaking my head. "Was that the wrong answer?"
"No, but you're serving my detentions for tomorrow." I said in reply, hiding my smirk.
"What detentions?" He asked.
"The ones I'm bound to get from being grumpy because of lack of sleep that resulted from you taking me on 'a date.'" I clarified.
"Oh. Don't worry, we don't have to stay out long." He said, before taking out his wand.
He opened the secret passage in the witch's back end, and motioned me forward. I gave him a look before crawling in and sliding down into the narrow passage.
"Why are we going to Hogsmeade?" I asked when Fred was next to me again. He grinned.
"I already told you."
"Hmm. You're being very... foggy."
"Foggy? What's that supposed to mean?"
"I don't know. This is what happens when you wake me up at four in the bloody morning." I grumbled, which only caused him to laugh again. "Stop laughing so much, it's too early." I groaned.
"Well Merlin's pants, remind me to never wake you up before six again." He said. I shook my head.
"Seven." He laughed, quieter this time, and pushed open the trap door that we had reached.
He checked around for a moment before saying it was all clear and climbing up, turning around to help me up after him.
"Now what? We're not going to rob Honeydukes' candy cellar, are we? I don't think that's a good idea."
"Now where's the fun in life if you don't have some bad ideas every now and then?" He said, but quickly added, "Only joking, only joking. Anyways- no, we aren't robbing the candy cellar."
"Ok good. Then I really wouldn't get any sleep tonight." I said, following him up the stairs that led into the main part of the shop.
He put a finger to his mouth to tell me to be quiet, and we tiptoed towards the door of the store.
"Alohomora." He whispered, pointing his wand at the doorknob. It clicked unlocked and he reached for it, but I quickly grabbed his wrist. He looked at my, a confused look on his face. I shook my head and pointed at the bell above the door. Understanding dawned on his face as I pointed my wand at the bell and whispered, "Silencio."
Good thinking." Fred said after we got well away from the shop.
"Now where to?" I asked, looking up at him. He was quite taller than me, which was extremely annoying. However cheesy it sounds, the pain in my neck was worth seeing the mischievous look on his face as he observed the shops around us.
"Fred, you do realize all the shops are closed for the night, yes?"
"Of course I do. But we aren't here for the shops."
"We're not? Then why the bloody hell are we here?" I demanded. He laughed.
"Merlin you're bossy in the morning." I stuck my tongue out at him and crossed my arms.
"Come on, this way." He said, grabbing my elbow and leading me through some back alleys between the shops.
"You didn't bring me out here to kill me, did you? Because that wouldn't be very nice. I have things I would like to do before I die, you see-"
"Like what?" He asked, cutting me off.
"Like learn how to drive a muggle vehicle. I wanna drive one of those red ones that the top pops off of. Or go to France. Maybe get a spot on the Arrows' Quidditch team." I said.
"Those sound like pretty big dreams. What do you want to do now?" He asked. I hummed in thought for a moment.
"Maybe learn how to muggle brawl, so I can finally beat the crap out of Malfoy when he's being an arse." I said.
"So, you mean, all the time?" Fred asked, and I was about to respond but then he was telling me to close my eyes. I groaned.
"You really are going to kill me. You'll go to Azkaban for that, you know." I joked. I heard him laugh, but he didn't say anything else as he pulled me along behind him.
"Okay, open your eyes." I did.
We were standing on top of a large hill, overlooking all of Hogsmeade. I could see some of the towers of Hogwarts in the distance if I squinted and focused real hard. Behind us there was a small forest, dew dripping from the leaves and gathering on the grass. There was a warm looking blanket spread out across the grass and two mugs of something.
I turned to Fred, the questions I had written across my face.
"Here, sit down. I got some hot chocolate from the house elves earlier and put a charm on the mugs to keep it warm. The blankets so we don't get wet from the grass." He said, sitting down on the blanket and grabbing the mugs. I sat down next to him.
"But, why are we here?" I asked.
"You'll see."
I looked at him suspiciously.
"Alright, what's going on?"
He frowned. "What do you mean?"
"This just doesn't seem 'Fred-y.' It's too... I don't know, romantic."
"Do you not like romantic?" Fred asked, laughing at the face I made.
"Not really. It's kind of boring." I said, causing him to really laugh this time.
"Ok, fine. I thought it was kinda fun to sneak out up here, though. Just wait, it will be worth it."
"Okay..." I said.
While we waited for... whatever it was that was supposed to be coming, we joked around and drank our hot chocolate. I told him about all of my ways of escaping Hermione and her 'exam prep' and he told me stories of him and George planking Ron, sometimes with the help of Ginny.
"I think the worst prank we pulled on him was when he was about eight maybe? We took his teddy bear and transfigured it into a spider. It was actually Ginny's idea, so don't start yelling at me."
I snorted, trying not to laugh because I had just took a drink of hot chocolate.
"Oh, look!" He said suddenly, grabbing my chin and moving my face so I was looking at the horizon. I had a feeling now what it was I was supposed to be waiting for.
It started out slow, lavender starting to streak the sky in swirling archs and puddles of pink forming randomly. But within five minutes or so, the whole sky had turned orange and red like fire, and the early morning light was refracting off of the little town below. The sunlight caused all the metal and glass to sparkle, and it looked as if someone had dumped glitter all over everything. The roads, which were still wet from dew and yesterday's rain, shown like black ice, creating snaking paths between all the buildings.
"Ok, I guess that was kind of worth it." I said.
"Told you."